#some trash I thought of

[kendyroy]

Seeing Logan in the TVA makes me laugh so hard for some reason? Like I know he’s lived to see technology evolve and stuff, but there’s something so funny about a guy from the 1800s standing in some kind of retro-futuristic timey wimey agency to me. Man is confused as hell.

like what da hell is a polar bear doin in arlington texas

[embbarnes]

Stop because what compelled me to write this.

Logan & Breeding. 18+ MDNI. Warnings for breeding kink duh.

"Yeah...you want me to cum inside ya? You wanna get pregnant with my babies? Nngh....I'm gonna fill that womb. I'm gonna make sure you are leakin'..." he snarls at you while he's completely buried in your stretched, swollen cunt.

Can you barely register his words?

Yes.

But you don't care.

You want his cum, you want him to fuck you senseless...which he has been. You were no better than a bitch in heat for him and he fucking loved it.

"Gonna be so damn full, gonna get you pregnant," he groaned and grunted hard, his instincts flaring with the possibility of actually impregnating and breeding you. It drove his hips faster and harder into you, like he couldn't control himself or stop.

His hips thrust so hard into you, the impact on your plush ass began to grow sore, you knew that your backside would be bruised and it wasn't even from spanking. He continued to pound into you, he bent you in all sorts of ways, positions you didn't think you could bend in.

Your body was covered in love bites and dark bruises, your nipples swollen from his teasing and sucking and they had a sting that enhanced all your pleasure with every thrust.

"Damn, look at you writhing. Such a good thing for me, sweet girl," he laughed as his dick kissed your cervix over and over, precum coating your inner walls. "I'm gonna fill you, princess...make that pretty little womb full." his hips continued to snap into you, biting your neck as he let out muffled growls against your skin.

You feel yourself crying with nothing but the overwhelming feeling of your orgasm, what number is this? You don't know.

All you know is the rough pad of his finger is playing with your precious bundle of nerves and you can barely feel anything besides the raging fire of your climax shooting through you.

When he does cum, it is so much it overflows out of you, the sheer amount of it is insane. Your eyes widen, feeling the hot seed filling your precious, fertile womb. If you're ovulating don't even think about running. Logan will literally hunt you down and bend you over until he is completely empty.

So...yeah.

Maybe I'm ovulating? Not sure but...there you go. Maybe I'll turn this into an actual fic one day.

[chrliekclly]

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it’s been 6 years exactly nd i apologize for everything about this

[tw: implied csa]

[blueteller]

People be like: "But Cale isn't farming World Trees! He's just planting them!"

Me:

Oh Cale is definitely farming, trust me🤣

[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

Cale stops at the door. Inside of the room is a concert hall, and in the center...

A... piano?

The God of Death said that he had a gift for him, but an instrument that Cale hasn’t touched in decades certainly wasn’t what he expected. This will be weapon that can only harm enemies, never allies, if the God of Death was telling the truth.

Cale frowns. He ordered Raon and the rest to stay out while he inspected it, and now he’s glad that he did. He may need a few minutes to warm up his skills.

Sitting at the bench brings back some of his oldest memories, and Cale lowers his guard subconsciously. His fingers flutter over the keys and settle into a comforting position, ready to play a simple scale. He hums, recalling it.

Within a few minutes, Cale has Recorded a correct play-through of every scale. His heartbeat relaxes, falling into a slow cadence as Cale reminisces. The orphanage, the old, untuned piano… the nice teenager who taught him a few scales before she left, like everyone did. He used to practice those scales when he could, and he learned a few simple songs before the piano fell apart completely.

He doesn’t hesitate to stumble through one of those songs. The errors are corrected and perfected within moments after they occur, and Cale loses himself to the easy refinement.

He adds his second hand , brushing through a scale easily. His Record ability makes this very simple. A genuine smile slips onto his face, though he does think about the advantage he'll have when using this divine item since he already knows how to play.

Choi Han opens the door right as Cale loses himself completely to the creation of music. His companions watch in fascination as the notes sing within the church, clear and perfectly in tune. Cale accidentally makes a harsh chord, corrects it, and keeps playing. He doesn’t notice their entrance.

No one breathes as Cale closes his eyes. They’ve never seen their young master look so at ease, so at peace. The music he creates is mystifying, crossed between gloom and hope. His long fingers look like they were made for those white and black keys, which only Choi Han can recognize. It's a unique instrument for their world, after all.

Cale blinks. A tear falls from his eye, to his utter astonishment. Is this an effect of the divine item? He reaches up to touch it, leaving the music on a beautiful, unintentionally sad tone.

He smiles, slightly. If this is the only effect, maybe Raon won’t have to feed him soggy apple pie so much.

Rosalyn holds in a choked gasp at the image of Cale smiling softly, a single tear drifting down his cheek, a delicate finger touching the fresh, gentle trail of its path.

Choi Han takes in a shuddering breath. Choi Jung Soo’s memories don’t mention that Cale had been a piano player.

Cale finally sees his group from the corner of his eye, and he smiles picturesquely. No one speaks at this beautiful, quiet image of their commander.

(Written January 20, 2023)

[nonexistentirl]

Hey so Alver was planning on never really marrying right? He didn't want his child to live hiding their identity for the rest of their life like he had to. He didn't want to hide his identity from his significant other either.

Do you think at some point during the last three years, the thought has ever crossed his mind about how he'd avoid the pressure of marriage from the nobles and everyone? Do you think he may have, for even the briefest of moments, had the thought cross his mind that he could just, like... Marry Cale?

Because the perks of that would be

The backing of the Duke's House of Henituse becoming more solid and undisputed.

No pressure of heir if he marries a man (they can't hope for illegitimate ones because the crown prince is Gay).

Cale knows his dark elf heritage so no deception there.

[aanthonyvb]

Can Jekyll get a kiss on a forehead please?

Always.

[zorlovinghue]

Combat Scene for Cale Henituse

(TW: gore and body horror)

We all know that Vitality of the Heart could regrow limbs, and conversely every part of body so long the heart is intact.

Now we also know this knowledge was applied in a scenario where Cale was abducted and tortured somewhere in most cases.... And when we might succeed to find some where the authors used it in a fight, the number is a bit too infinitesimal to create impact that yes, this could work!

This never meant dismemberment need to be angst, well it is but hear me out for a moment, I'm speaking of the power of impact mid-fight.

Headcanon where the more Cale lost his limbs the more experienced he is in close-range battle.

Cale was pushed back at the force of the enemy, feet creating a crater to hold his balance, his fist clenched and firm as he lowered his shoulder in a stance to prepare for another launch.

His grips were vice, the bones stretched and broke from repetitive motion and locked in position. His right ear, where blood did not cease to drip after its lobe got cut off, itch and burn with white pain. Crybaby was swift in action, the regeneration happen too sudden for the enemy before him to regain their momentum.

Now newly reformed, his sense of hearing took a significant leap. The world rang louder than it ever be. The wind thick with dust and smoke swirled about, the earth pummeled beneath his feet, and his enemy's breathing.

His head ache from overload, yet his eyes sparkled in fierce vigor at the opportunity he now earned. Cale's reaction with each exchange grown incomparably faster, and the long battle finally found its breaking point.

Knlowing him, he'd find this to be extremely advantageous that he'd rather fight than to stand behind holding on his shield. And hey, this will be a good way to evade the dependence of his ancient powers.... somewhat? He still use them, but being more proactive in the front line of defense, to speak. He won't cough up blood, but his body got chopped up instead. The typical reaction of his family is the cherry on top.

Forget AOE attack I need him in close-range combat so bad I think my sanity will snaps.

[wallbeatjournal]

Are true riverdale fans of the opinion it is a very good and nearly flawless show or does being a true riverdale fan mean being able to mock writing choices

it's long-running serial television plotted a season/half at a time so definitely not even "nearly" flawless.

BUT. i'm not doing combat with the writing team. i'm not actively reading against the text the way i have to in order to enjoy something like supernatural or the 90s robin comics or the fucking sopranos, which are patriarchal christiancore copworld rapeworld white supremacist horrorshows that hate their minority audiences, with like 2 good creatives involved and martyring themselves to fight the good fight on sparse rare installments if you try to approach them sincerely.

riverdale writing staff are like a favorite smart problematic tumblr mutual to me. I don't always like what's on their blog or who they're referencing. but we're in the same community and i'm interested and inspired and i trust their agenda overall, even when i see shit i wouldn't have fucking posted. but bc i'm not being condescended to or actively spited i'm not gonna condescend to or spite them, you know?

i expect rvd to age like twin peaks (another very uneven, highly referential serial juggling a couple of intensely cool metanarratives on top of its core story). and twin peaks fandom mocks twin peaks all the time. twin peaks includes some CLUNKY shit. it's kitsch. it's camp. it has a second season that is largely ASS. james is there. and on top of that it also includes some genuinely offputting-to-me stuff that just bothers me to sit through, even though i feel like i understand and respect what they're going for with it. i just don't want to watch someone sweep the fucking bar for minutes and minutes as entertainment. OK!!?

...so yeah. mock riverdale but in the right spirit. is that an answer? do i sound like i'm chugging the flavoraid koolaid fresh-aid? probably.

[mammomlette]

People don’t talk about MC needing to wear a magical ring to not accidentally yk cause NATURAL DISASTERS with their powers??? Not only accidentally but without realising???

Diavolo or smthn is asking too much of MC or being a bit too annoying and their other hand slowly drifts towards the ring and they hold onto it while maintaining dead eye contact. Like continue to piss me off hoe I’ll blink and blow a hole in your castle idk

Obv they never do it (or do they?) but the threat is there and it’s a risk dia (or whoever but I’m using dia) can’t take

[dennisboobs]

you know what will live rent free in my head until the end of time,,,

the deleted scene from cereal defense where dennis goes to strangle dee and she de-escalates by grabbing and massaging his hands. and it works. he immediately calms down and listens to her.

[turtleblogatlast]

Man I wish we got more of the turtle tots especially their “slightly older turtle tots” designs, because they are so cute

[vicontheinternet]

I like dickory more than i like dickbabs but as soon as you make either a bitch or an obstacle just to get the other together I’m leaving the fanfic immediately no matter how good the fic is. It could have all the tropes and tags and be completed but as soon as I see that I get immediately pissed off cuz I’d rather a 3rd act break up or miscommunication trope then turning an canon love interest into a jealous bitch for romantic drama that is so misogynistic and insulting to me

[chrliekclly]

[stupidrant]

kratos greek lovers that hate any ounce of norse era: KRATOS IS THE BEST AND HE DESERVES TO KILL EVERYBODY FOR HIS SUFFERING

Freya haters (?): SHE CANT KILL KRATOS BECAUSE IT WAS HER FAULT SHES A BAD MOTHER AND A SHIT CHARACTER BECAUSE OF HER CRIMES AND SHE DESERVES TO DIE BY THE HANDS OF ODIN AND KRATOS

[beperoncin]

first fuckin anniversary of this stupid little blog on the blogging website known as [tumblr] to celebrate i post lemoncino on main and maintag everything